My Onīchan
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~This is the story of a young storm wizard named Audra Eucliffe. She wants more than anything to be as strong a wizard as her Onīchan Sting. But strength doesn't always come easy, and not always in ways that are expected. Sometimes it takes great sorrow to find inner strength.
"What did you say Ice prick!?" The pink haired fire Dragon Slayer growled, his fists ablaze. "You heard me flame brain. There is no way you and Lucy could have taken out 20 Vulcans in ten minutes." The guilds resident ice wizard said, leaning back in his chair and casually showing off his mostly naked body. "Natsu! Gray! No fighting in the guild hall! Take it outside!" The stern voice of Erza Scarlet commanded, causing the two wizards to glare at each other and storm towards the doors.
But when Natsu opened the doors both of them froze in surprise and blinked seeing a ragged and beat up young girl, who looked to be maybe 11 or 12, about the same age as Wendy. "Please…help me." She said weakly before passing out. Natsu caught her without hesitation and yelled "Somebody get Wendy!"
Far away in another guild in Fiore a muscular blonde mage was looking around his guild hall with slight worry. "Hey Lector, you seen Audra around anywhere?" He asked his partner. The rust colored exceed shook his head "Not since your spar with her yesterday Sting-kun." Sting nodded "That's what worries me." He sighed and decided his only option was to ask Minerva, nothing went on in Sabertooth without her knowing about it.
He walked to the table where she was sitting and bowed slightly, knowing that every bit of respect he used would increase his odds of getting help. "Yes?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow in surprise at Sting's actions. "I was wondering if you'd seen Audra recently. I haven't seen her since yesterday." He said calmly, mentally praying she'd decide to be merciful and tell him.
Minerva let a small smirk work its way onto her face; she did love watching other people's misery. "Yes, last I saw her yesterday evening when Master expelled her from the guild." "He what?!" Sting yelled in stunned surprise. "Why?!" "What does it matter?" Minerva replied. "Because she is my little sister." Sting nearly growled, clenching his hands into fists to try and control his anger. Minerva narrowed her eyes and stood. "She was expelled because she is weak, a useless piece of trash mage that Master only allowed in because you were in his favor. Sabertooth has no place for the weak."
"Of course she's weak! She's a child! That's the reason I wanted her to be in the guild, so she could get stronger!" He yelled, dangerously close to losing his temper. "She lost a fight. Just like any other member who dishonors the name of Sabertooth she was expelled. You were lucky Master took pity on you for your loss." Minerva said as if reprimanding him. Sting's eyes widened and his magic flared around him in fury "She was fighting me for training! It was a goddam sparring match!" He snarled and leapt at Minerva.
By now the entire guild was watching, many of them silently agreeing with Sting. Minerva remained calm and simply held up her hand, her magic sending Sting crashing to the ground. He stood and tried to attack her again but she just sent him to the ground once more. This continued again and again, the Dragon Slayer's fury masking all rational thought. The guild hall was silent aside from the sound of Sting's body hitting the wooden floors, eventually splintering the spot where he fell.
It didn't take long though for his anger and adrenaline to burn out until the point came where instead of attempting to attack again, Sting slowly stood and glared at Minerva. "Rogue was right; this isn't a guild, its Jiemma's personal military." He gave a bitter laugh and turned away from Minerva, limping towards the door. The guild was silent in confusion, unsure of what Sting was doing. Lector looked frightened and unsure, not understanding what was happening. Sting turned and said "Call this my official expulsion. I quit this army." He smirked and his Sabertooth mark evaporated into nothingness.
There was a collective gasp throughout Sabertooth; even Minerva was stunned, though she merely looked angry. Lector's eyes were wide and he ran after Sting as he limped away from the guild.